I looked outside my window and I noticed our cat. It was lying in the middle of the raod but it didn't move. I realized it was dead. I though it had been run over by a car. I feld sad. I had to tell my children the cat had died.

A man came by and asked me 'is it your cat?'

'Yeah, but it died.'

'He's a live,' the man said, friendly smiling

'Why he doesn't move?''

'He's moving on the other side,' he said.

I thought he spoke about another world or something. I woke up and wasn't afraid anymore.